sexta-feira, 3 de junho de 2011

Don't think so, baby

I thought that I could love no other
Until, that is, I met your brother.

Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you.
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl’s empty and so is your head.

Kind, intelligent, loving and hot
This describes everything you are not.

My feelings for you no words can tell
Except for maybe "go to hell."

Roses are red,
violets are blue.
I'm in love,
But not with you.
When we broke up,
You thought I cried,
But alls it was...
was another guy.
You told your friends
I was a trick,
I told mine,
You had a weak dick.
I said "I love you"
You thought it was true,
But guess what baby???
You Got Played Too!!!

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